I got in this morning to see a small bag of chocolates sitting on my desk. Asked my coworker about it and she said that since everyone in the "contractor's triangle" had their "stockings" filled (small stockings for each of them at their desk, I'm guessing), and I don't sit over there so I wouldn't get any, she dropped off a few chocolates for me.
Nice to come in to. :)
Thanks, Chris.
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